I carried my own ashes to the mountains
The gate slid into place under his power, the clink of metal barely heard under the control and precision of his might. Swinging it idly in his hands, listening as there was barely a semblance of creaking at all, he waged another long breath. It unfurled from his lungs in a sense of ease, with one less issue facing down his day. His gaze landed along the segments of other paths, watching as passersby and citizens continued onward, walking by, before catching sight of his guards further ahead, persistent in their patrol, circling back around again.
And then the stranger’s words brought him back, but only due to curiosity and confusion. Brows furrowing, with the same tilt to his head, unaware of the meaning behind the musings and laughter, he could only inquire further. “Help them see what?”
And then the stranger’s words brought him back, but only due to curiosity and confusion. Brows furrowing, with the same tilt to his head, unaware of the meaning behind the musings and laughter, he could only inquire further. “Help them see what?”
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